Madison | Babs
"So?" The girl scoffed and smirked. "Those are usually the best lays- of course, not like he won't be able to find you the next day, but maybe you can keep him if he's good. Your call." She was grinning, already loving this.
The woman was clearly not going to make a move. The witch rolled her eyes and whispered. "Just...ask him to dance? You can dance, right? Ask him. Or I will." It was a little bit of a threat. If Madison asked John to the floor, odds were she'd be aiming to go home with him.
And honestly, Crichton wasn't exactly her type. But Babs didn't know that and Madison thought this was for the best for her new friend acquaintance.